The Adventures and Misadventures of a Neer Do Well Artist Living in Baltimore.

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I am a visual artist and writer living in Baltimore. I don't have any artist friends. Frankly, artists scare me, there so darn flaky. The above picture is either of me or proof that I'm a pretty decent artist. My goal is to be a self sufficient artist, whereas I wouldn't have to do something else in the day in order to eke out an existence. I also like to attend various cultural events around town. I go to plays, the symphony, etc. Also, I have Asperger's Syndrome. I found this out recently and it has explained a heck of a lot as to why I am as I am.

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Thursday, July 22, 2004

Thursday, July, 22, 2004

I got up on time. However, today was business casual at work. That means I can not wear jeans or tennis shoes to work today. Bummer. The only pair of non jeans that can fit me are these black pants. I know I should go out and buy more clothes in my new size but I’m reluctant and cheap.

Anyway, today I was late for work. I got in late because as I was running towards the bus stop up ahead I saw a woman standing there. I felt relieved because this would mean that the bus had not come yet so I slowed down my gate to a walk. The woman was wearing a turquiose blue blouse and capri pants, a black purse and headphones on. I thought she was waiting for the bus. She looked respectable. It turns out she was a crazy person. I don’t think she was a drug addict because usually when they see me they ask for money. I saw her begin to walk away from the bus stop after standing idle. I assumed that the bus wasn’t coming and that maybe she was plucking out a cigarette. Then the bus zoomed by. She was walking away because she didn’t need the bus at all! She was just a crazy person. A well dressed and clean looking crazy person. Who knows maybe she was a prostitute or something. I felt angry for feeling fooled by her presence on the bus stop being lulled in a false sense of security. Oh, well I know next time if I see someone on the bus stop I should not assume that they are waiting for the bus just because they look respectable.

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